Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents

Many things are actually understood by everyone.

They just aren’t spoken openly, and Yan Fuhai doesn’t care if Yue Xiu has any ulterior motives, as long as he doesn’t go mad.

Then.

Yan Fuhai turned his gaze to Ye Liuyun.

Ever since breaking through, the name Yan Fuhai has heard the most from Wei Hongfang is this Ye Liuyun.

The young Grandmaster.

This talent, just like Yue Xiu’s younger son back in the day.

No, perhaps even more outstanding.

"Are you Ye Liuyun?"

"Reporting to the Supreme Emperor, this humble servant is Ye Liuyun!"

With both hands cupped in salute.

Ye Liuyun smiled faintly, neither humble nor arrogant, and spoke.

However, this title made Yan Fuhai’s expression change slightly; logically, as Yan Shuzhu’s father, now that Yan Shuzhu is on the throne, Yan Fuhai is naturally the Supreme Emperor.

But no one has ever referred to him that way.

Because everyone knows that this throne is destined to return to Yan Fuhai’s hands.

"Ye Liuyun, how dare you!"

As Yan Fuhai’s most loyal henchman, he immediately jumped out, pointing at Ye Liuyun’s nose and shouting.

Yet he was stopped by Yan Fuhai raising his hand.

"Father!"

Yan Shuzhu, who was beside them, spoke up at this time as well.

"Ye Liuyun hasn’t been in court long, and is not familiar with many things, which is why he accidentally offended you, Father!"

"There’s no need for that."

Yan Fuhai suddenly laughed.

"Besides, Ye Ai-Qing did not say anything wrong; I am indeed the Supreme Emperor now."

"???"

As soon as these words came out.

Not to mention Yan Shuzhu, even Fu Zhengqing and others beside him, their expressions changed noticeably, and their gaze towards Yan Fuhai was filled with curiosity and inquiry.

Something’s not right!

These people knew best what kind of person Yan Fuhai used to be.

Suspicious, overbearing.

Obsession with power to a near-obsessive degree.

That’s why everyone tacitly believed that Yan Fuhai would immediately reclaim the throne upon breaking through, not permitting any leak of his power.

But what’s happening now?

Has Yan Fuhai lost interest in power? Does he genuinely intend to completely hand over the throne to Yan Shuzhu?

Yan Shuzhu reacted quickly.

After a brief moment of daze, he immediately and earnestly said.

"This throne should rightly belong to you, Father. I have merely been managing it temporarily in your absence, and now that you have returned from your breakthrough, the throne should indeed be returned to your hands!"

Yan Shuzhu didn’t dare to risk.

Whether his father’s words were simply testing him.

He was ready to hand over the throne immediately.

He had no ability to contend with his father.

Upon hearing Yan Shuzhu’s words, others’ expressions didn’t change much, as if they had expected this all along.

But.

"Words like this should not be said again. Now that the Great Qian is in your hands, I am very reassured, Shuzhu, sit on this throne with confidence!"

Saying so.

Yan Fuhai also appeared comforting, as if saying, if there are problems in the future, feel free to come to me; I have your back.

",,,"

Touched?

To be honest, upon hearing these words, Yan Shuzhu not only felt no touch but rather a sense of horror.

There is no family as heartless as the imperial family.

From a young age to now, Yan Shuzhu hadn’t seen Yan Fuhai many times; it was mostly from others that he heard about him, so where would there be any father-daughter bond?

"Sigh!"

Seeing everyone looking at him in disbelief.

Yan Fuhai seemed to have anticipated this scene and suddenly sighed deeply.

"This breakthrough has made me realize that there are other things worth cherishing besides power; my time is running out. During this last period, I want to properly train you on how to become a true emperor!"

"?"

Your time is running out?

Fu Zhengqing’s mind stirred, and he immediately asked.

"Hasn’t Your Majesty already become a Land Immortal?"

"Breaking through to a Land Immortal isn’t so easy!"

Yan Fuhai, with a weary smile, shook his head and said.

"I thought I could break through, but unexpectedly, something went wrong at the last moment. My current cultivation is still at the peak of a Grandmaster, and the backlash from this failed breakthrough has nearly depleted my vitality, with only about two more months to live!"

"Two months!"

Fu Zhengqing’s face showed a hint of joy.

But he immediately realized the situation and restrained himself, suppressing his inner excitement and said with a look of deep sorrow.

"What, what should we do now!"

Fu Zhengqing was usually a very composed and strategic man.

But his acting at this moment seemed a bit stiff; his mouth couldn’t help but twitch upwards a bit too much!

Nevertheless.

This also showed how much Fu Zhengqing wished that there was no obstacle like Yan Fuhai; otherwise, he might really stay stuck at the early-stage Grandmaster level until death.

",,,"

Yan Fuhai’s expression remained unchanged.

As if he hadn’t noticed Fu Zhengqing’s unusual expression, he shook his head indifferently.

He seemed to have seen through some things and become utterly at peace.

Oil running dry?

Similarly, Yue Xiu was also stirred internally by Fu Zhengqing’s words.

His hand tightened noticeably on the knife hilt at his waist. If Fu Zhengqing was truly running out of time, now would be the best opportunity for revenge for his younger son.

He was ready to draw his blade.

But!

Ye Liuyun, noticing this.

Very naturally raised his hand, placing it on the back of Yue Xiu’s hand holding the knife, pressing the slightly exposed blade back into its sheath.

Having gathered strength for so many years, all for a single strike.

If it went to waste due to being outsmarted, it would indeed be a great pity.

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